Sunday, March 19, 2006

 

The Brain.



Comments:
This one's care of Sea Monkee. I think she learned about it in college.
 
This is a very good find!! However I had to stop when the soothing Brit referred to the brain as a garden cauliflower and wrinkled bag of skin. I am delicate this a.m., I threw up a little into my mouth. Will try again later.
 
MM, that's funny! I mean I'm sorry to laugh at you pain, etc.
 
MM, you totally missed the brain-bum comparison! You must return to this brilliant and seminal film for a second viewing...
 
Capt'n, I love you.
 
Don't know why, but my fave part was when the scientist wipes his briny hands on his lab coat. Snorts. Capt'n, Sea Monkee, my brain thanks you.
 
MM
maybe a piece of bread?
 
and p.s., the painting or paintings lovingly squished out by the Cublet are so beautiful... you will be blown away forever when you see them.
 
of Team Shredder, I mean.
 
Gree C, you funny too!
 
I love you more, Mountain Man.
 
Sloth, you lucky dog! You got to see what Corny's been doing
 
oh Capt'n, my Capt'n, you have no idea. It is making my earth quake.
 
Like how?
 
sorry, that was corny.
 
I didn't even get it
 
the refinery is popping with energy, a whirlwind vortex of images and goo stuffs. Team Shredder paintings with your feets sticking out the bottom of a tub, Sea Monkee whizzing by, chunky beachscape. Ocean is deep & clearly female.
 
sorry, that's tube not tub
 
Maybe I give too much away... she'll be mad at me.
 
leave me out to catch the drippin's
 
Sloth, I don't think she'll be mad--she already mentioned that she was up to no good.
It sounds very excitin' and excellent, and I have to admit a touch of jealosy over ya'll's studio visits situation. You got the density and concentration of excellent artist community.
 
But we have the density and I'm very grateful
 
We have dentistry, too, capt'n, all is good. I shouldn't have spilled... enthusiasm breeds blurtatiousness, sometimes, in the sloth species. You will get to see this gorgeous object too, in good time, capt'n sir.
 
the brain-bum comparison seems somehow appropriate now.
 
Ok I just watched it all the way through and I want brain flakes. And an EBE. Now. This is the weirdest thing I've seen in a while and for that I thank thee!!! Brain bum forever.
 
My favorite part is when the guy kicks the pork chop
 
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This one's care of Sea Monkee. I think she learned about it in college.

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 7:37 AM  

This is a very good find!! However I had to stop when the soothing Brit referred to the brain as a garden cauliflower and wrinkled bag of skin. I am delicate this a.m., I threw up a little into my mouth. Will try again later.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 8:07 AM  

MM, that's funny! I mean I'm sorry to laugh at you pain, etc.

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 8:36 AM  

MM, you totally missed the brain-bum comparison! You must return to this brilliant and seminal film for a second viewing...

By Blogger sloth, at 8:59 AM  

Capt'n, I love you.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 8:59 AM  

Don't know why, but my fave part was when the scientist wipes his briny hands on his lab coat. Snorts. Capt'n, Sea Monkee, my brain thanks you.

By Blogger sloth, at 9:06 AM  

MM
maybe a piece of bread?

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 9:06 AM  

and p.s., the painting or paintings lovingly squished out by the Cublet are so beautiful... you will be blown away forever when you see them.

By Blogger sloth, at 9:07 AM  

of Team Shredder, I mean.

By Blogger sloth, at 9:08 AM  

Gree C, you funny too!

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 9:08 AM  

I love you more, Mountain Man.

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 9:08 AM  

Sloth, you lucky dog! You got to see what Corny's been doing

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 9:13 AM  

oh Capt'n, my Capt'n, you have no idea. It is making my earth quake.

By Blogger sloth, at 9:25 AM  

Like how?

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 9:47 AM  

sorry, that was corny.

By Blogger sloth, at 9:47 AM  

I didn't even get it

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 9:49 AM  

the refinery is popping with energy, a whirlwind vortex of images and goo stuffs. Team Shredder paintings with your feets sticking out the bottom of a tub, Sea Monkee whizzing by, chunky beachscape. Ocean is deep & clearly female.

By Blogger sloth, at 9:50 AM  

sorry, that's tube not tub

By Blogger sloth, at 9:51 AM  

Maybe I give too much away... she'll be mad at me.

By Blogger sloth, at 9:52 AM  

leave me out to catch the drippin's

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 10:05 AM  

Sloth, I don't think she'll be mad--she already mentioned that she was up to no good.
It sounds very excitin' and excellent, and I have to admit a touch of jealosy over ya'll's studio visits situation. You got the density and concentration of excellent artist community.

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 10:26 AM  

But we have the density and I'm very grateful

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 10:29 AM  

We have dentistry, too, capt'n, all is good. I shouldn't have spilled... enthusiasm breeds blurtatiousness, sometimes, in the sloth species. You will get to see this gorgeous object too, in good time, capt'n sir.

By Blogger sloth, at 7:00 PM  

the brain-bum comparison seems somehow appropriate now.

By Blogger sloth, at 7:02 PM  

Ok I just watched it all the way through and I want brain flakes. And an EBE. Now. This is the weirdest thing I've seen in a while and for that I thank thee!!! Brain bum forever.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 9:15 PM  

My favorite part is when the guy kicks the pork chop

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 10:32 AM  

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